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    I love this feeling, but I hate this part
    I wanted this to work so much, I drew up our plans on a chart
    Cars are flipping, I'm in hot pursuit
    My character's strong, but my head is loose
    He hits like ecstasy
    Comes up and bangs the sense out of me

    —Greek Tragedy by The Wombats

    Standalone vignettes of Hollanov in rival college fraternities. All fics can be read separately.

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    Bleeding heart (noun) — Used to describe one who shows excessive sympathy for another's misfortune and is historically thrown as an insult toward more liberal politicians.

    An IwaOi-centric political AU with vignettes of Iwaizumi and Oikawa's political careers as young progressives in California.

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    This is, by far, the weirdest concussion-fever-dream Shane has ever had. Especially considering the fact that he doesn’t have a concussion – he hasn’t taken a hit, or collapsed, or done anything that would result in head trauma in the last few months, as far as he knows. But clearly, he has to be misremembering, because there is no way this can be real.

    In which Shane Hollander gets turned every which way by four versions of Ilya Rozanov at once.

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    01 Jul 2026

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    “Unlock the door, Hollander.”

    Even though Shane couldn’t hear the exact words, he knew what Ilya said. He shook his head.

    “Unlock the door, or I will break the glass. Your choice.”

    Shane’s eyes widened again and he briefly hung his head as if regretting all of his past life decisions, and Ilya heard the resounding click of the unlock mechanism.

    He felt wild, his mind in violent turmoil as he threw open the door and his palm clutched the back of Shane’s head, his fingers finding purchase in the coarse hair. “Are you listening to me?” Shane ducked his head in acknowledgment. “I’m going to call off my driver. You will not move. I am going to sit there-“ he pointed at the empty passenger seat. “-in this boring car of yours and I am going to find out why the fuck you are alone and who the fuck made you cry.”

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    Inspired by Shane’s confession in The Long Game (*mini-spoiler*) about his whereabouts after leaving a certain Montreal nightclub in January 2017, Ilya leaves the club shortly after Shane only to find him pulled over on the side of the road, devastated.

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    20 May 2026

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    The pads of Ilya’s fingers circle over his hole, smearing the wetness there around his lips, up to pinch lightly at Shane’s cock which earns him a sharp tug to his curls. He feels Ilya grin against his cunt as his fingers creep down, down past his entrance to—

    Ilya,” Shane hisses, jolts as if he’s been electrocuted as two slick fingers circle his asshole.

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    24 Apr 2026

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    Who.

    Who taught Shane about this.

    Ilya is going to kill someone, and then himself. Not Shane. Never Shane. But he is going to have to kill someone with his bare hands.

    Or: Shane invents advanced blowjob positions with his own beautiful freaky mind, thereby unintentionally turning Ilya into a danger to himself and others.

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    11 Mar 2026

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    “H’rder,” Shane whines into his mouth, not even trying to interrupt the kiss but speaking pathetically muffled and slurred around Ilya’s tongue.

    Ilya knocks their foreheads together, smiles.

    Nooooo Ilya, not before the game, Ilya,” he whines, a sweetly mocking imitation of Shane, “and now look at you, mhm? Why should I ever listen to your complaining, baby, when you’re gonna be such an easy, perfect slut for it anyways?”

    Or: Shane plays four-dimensional chess to get Ilya to fuck him even when he tells him no, for Shane-typical control freak reasons, in Shane-typical convoluted ways, with Shane-typical unawareness of this being a sex freak thing. Ilya provides, of course.

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    11 Mar 2026